The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-1948

Time went by and there was only one day left before the competition.

On this day, instead of letting her students continue to learn new skills, Shen Yanxiao gave them a day off to adjust their state.

But Shen Yanxiao's idea was not the same as the students’.

After Shen Yanxiao left the martial arts arena, Zhanye and the rest continue to stay there.

A group of teenagers, who had been carefully trained by Shen Yanxiao, after doing basic training, rushed over to the chair where Shen Yanxiao was usually sitting during the training period.

They all stared at the sandbags lying on the chair.

"These are the sandbags of Mentor Yan Di?" Shile turned to look at his other companions. Shen Yanxiao took off the sandbags on her body today. They had always been curious about how heavy Shen Yanxiao's sandbags were.

Shen Yanxiao's sandbags looked smaller than the ones they had before. Zhanye and others asked Shen Yanxiao several times about it but Shen Yanxiao merely laughed without answering.

Now they finally had the chance to know the answer.

"I'll try it." Zhanye stepped forward and reached for one of the sandbags.

But as soon as he carried the sandbag, Zhanye’s expression became extremely gloomy in an instant.

"What's wrong?" The other teenagers looked curiously at the strange-looking Zhanye. They still had a sense of awe for Shen Yanxiao's things and dared not touch them easily.

With a twitch in the corner of his mouth, Zhanye put the sandbags back and looked at his companions with a taut face and said, "Pick them up for yourselves."

After saying so, Zhanye turned around and went back, running silently to one side to put back the sandbags he had unloaded to his limbs again, after which he ran smoothly around the martial arts arena.

The bizarre reaction of Zhanye made the other teenagers more curious. At last, they summoned up their courage and touched Shen Yanxiao's sandbags.

Almost at the same time, all the teenagers who had touched Shen Yanxiao's sandbags were frozen in place. Then they turned around without saying a word and also ran towards their sandbags. One by one, they tied the sandbags back to their bodies silently, gave up their intention of going back to rest, and continued to train in the martial arts arena.

After receiving the news that the martial arts arena was open today, Kehr rushed over and found that Shen Yanxiao had already left. But all the students were still working hard in the martial arts arena.

Was this group of students really that desperate to be training until now?

Kehr frowned slightly. He did not see Shen Yanxiao's traces but he also did not want to disturb the training of this group of teenagers, so he could only slip away alone. But before he left, his eyes fell on the four small sandbags placed on the chair. Kehr grew curious and pick up one at random.

But as soon as he laid his hand on this thing, Kehr's eyes began to have a little look of astonishment.

"This thing... isn’t light at all ah.” Kehr estimated that the small sandbag in his hand weighed at least fifty kilograms, which was totally out of proportion with Shen Yanxiao’s size.

He carefully poked a hole at it with a dagger, and then tiny pieces of iron sand slipped from the sandbag to the ground.

The whole black bag was full of heavy iron sand, without a slight impurity.

There were four sandbags like this. Together, they weighed at least two hundred kilograms.

Kehr vaguely remembered that Shen Yanxiao had four sandbags tied to her limbs when he had visited her several times before.

"Goodness, this little girl... she’s really a bit savage." Even Kehr was shocked by the weight of these bags of iron sand.

Even he would struggle with that two hundred kilogram load on his body.